Category: Idling
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An Angry Intervention
Where Keri write 220 words about rage addiction, and wonders who she wrote it to.
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The Orange Tree’s Gift
Leave it to an orange to bring me to a full stop. Confession: My instinct is 95% bullshit. So, I have an orange tree in my backyard. It’s been there for years and years. It is not tended properly, I think there are still oranges on it from 2 years ago. Pretty much, we let…
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Lyrics: Juju Mama
Song lyrics to “Juju Mama”. 255 words to set the player straight.
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“Oh, Fenrir’s teeth!” She banged the top of the desk in dismay. “Fuck being nice about it. FUCK!” She looked around the now destroyed room. “where in the Nine Worlds have that pendulum gone off to, this time?” She threw a pillow across the room in frustration. As she slowly put the reading room back…
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Modern
He had snuck out of the cabin early. His father was on one of his multi-day ranting sprees again and it was just too much. The was supposed to be a vacation. He was supposed to be relaxing and not dealing with the stress of other people. He sat on a fallen log, overlooking the…
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Why Keri Should Stop Chatting Online
An anonymized transcript of a voice chat between Keri and That Person where Keri is reminded that white is the default.371 words.
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Wit
Where Keri tries to write of the Sunday Scribblings prompt, “Wit”, in 143 words.
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With many a pattered strum and thrum, The silent man spoke with his well worn drum. Limber fingers did tap, smooth nails did scrape. Into me the percussive language did drape. 146 words.
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Pagan? Me?
By denotation, I’m pagan. By (popular) connotation, I’m not. By hell, I’ve stopped giving a shit. 211 words about one of Keri’s pet peeves.
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The Last Sip
Having my Friday sip of alcohol (rum, today), I had forgotten this was the dregs of the bottle. I found myself at the last sip sooner than I planned. As I held it in my mouth, contemplating the sudden emptiness of the glass, I am reminded of a friend that passed on earlier this week.…